Below, some people wailed at the heavens, while others smashed their heads against the ground. The rest cursed Huo Hai viciously, as if that were the only way to vent the hatred in their hearts. Yet not a single one tried to flee.
With their faith collapsing, they did not even have the thought of running away. In their eyes, this divine mountain was their final refuge. Whether they lived or died, and what their ultimate fate would be, depended on how their true god and Huo Hai decided things. If even the divine mountain had been breached, where else in the world could they possibly go? Everyone was thinking the same thing.
Huo Hai paid them no heed. It was better that they did not run. The Star Gu had already laid down layer upon layer of encirclement around the area. If any of them dared to escape, none of them would survive. These fanatics deserved to be exterminated.
Huo Hai turned his gaze toward the peculiar formation in the center and slowly descended from the sky. The glowing leaders immediately blocked his way. "Blasphemer, what do you intend to do? Even if you are powerful, you cannot casually touch the sacred relic bestowed by the gods."
Perhaps they had deceived others for so long that they had actually come to believe it themselves. Huo Hai could clearly see the fervor in their eyes, and he could not help curling his lip. With a wave of his hand, all twelve were flung aside. Huo Hai then swiftly walked to the side of the Spirit Formation. "So it really is Extreme Yang Stone. But this Spirit Formation is truly crude."
Huo Hai had figured it out. The people here did not know any advanced methods of Spirit Formations at all.